robcallahan ([info]robcallahan) wrote,
@ 2007-08-07 19:55:00
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Things of Which I Really Should Be Ashamed, Part 8,437,902
Dear Diary,

Today, while writing with my lovely and talented partner, I produced Chapter 15 for Isle of Shadows, which is a chapter consisting of roughly 3,800 words' worth of softcore furry porn. I really, really hate myself today.

-Rob

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[info]pjvj
2007-08-08 02:24 am UTC (link)
So this is a chapter that won't be published? If not, can you post it here? If it will remain in the book then can we expect more "softcore furry porn" in subsequent chapters in the novel?

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[info]robcallahan
2007-08-08 04:43 am UTC (link)
Each of his hands came to rest where he judged her legs should be, but each found instead the thin and sinewy leg of a doe. Convinced at first that he'd missed his mark, he groped blindly on the ground around him, then moved his hands up to her waist and took hold of her there. From the waist, he slid his hands down along her hips and back to where her legs should be and again found foreign legs in their place. After the second time he tilted his head and looked down toward his targets, then squeaked pathetically at what he saw. The legs of a deer ran all the way up, from her hooves to some obscured point beneath her bunched up skirt.

“What's wrong,” she frowned, “am I not attractive?”

He could not produce a response of any kind.

“I told you to touch me,” she reiterated. “Do it.”

Brian placed his hands upon her soft, furry legs and stroked them nervously. She shook her head, sending waves of flame red hair tumbling over each other in the breeze, and moaned with satisfaction. His hands found a steady motion and stroked, up and down, and she twitched and quivered with the sensation. As moments passed, her hips began to move. Forward and back, and slightly circular, she ground on him ever harder as her excitement rose. His excitement, for lack of a better term, rose as well and he soon found his hands moving independently of his revulsion, sliding further up her flanks and disappearing beneath the skirt.

She let out breath that was more the snort of a rutting buck than of a woman in the throes of passion. It startled Brian briefly back to his senses and he took note that he was still stroking soft fur. While his hands were obscured beneath the woman's green skirt, the shape of her indicated human hips and thighs, yet clearly she was still animal in every part that Brian had reached. Enslaved as he was by his own arousal, a small, nagging part of him still screamed from within, demanding to know what the hell he thought he was doing. He appeased it, as much as he was willing, with a simply inquiry.

Pressing harder against her thighs, he breathed deeply and let the question leave his lips in a low, frightened tone. “How far does this go?”

She sunk into him, pressing him firmly into the ground, and took him by the shoulders as she leaned down. Her lips against his ear lobe, she breathed her raspy response.

“This goes all the way.”

Brian gave in to the sound of her voice and forgot his concerns. He was so overwhelmed by the moment that his mind lost focus and clarity, and he was no longer certain that he'd meant the question to be about her legs.

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[info]pjvj
2007-08-08 05:11 am UTC (link)
Your obsession with spacing runs between hysterically funny and oddly endearing.

Hysterically funny:

RJ: Click, hold, drag; control+c; control+v; 'post comment'; view comment here,. "@$%^%@#%^!!!" 'Do you really want to delete comment?' "YES."

RJ2: Click, hold, drag; control+c; control+v; (return key) (return key); (arrow down); (return key) (return key); (arrow down); (return key) (return key); (arrow down); (return key) (return key); (arrow down); (return key) (return key); (arrow down); (return key) (return key); (arrow down); (return key) (return key); (arrow down); (return key) (return key); (arrow down); (return key) (return key); (arrow down); 'post comment'; view comment here,. "@$%^%@#%^FUCK!!!" 'Do you really want to delete comment?' "YES, ASSHOLE, I *REALLY* WANT TO DELETE!!!"

RJ3: Click, hold, drag; control+c; control+v; (return key); (arrow down); (return key); (arrow down); (return key); (arrow down); (return key); (arrow down); (return key); (arrow down); (return key); (arrow down); (return key); (arrow down); (return key); (arrow down); (return key); (arrow down); 'post comment'; view comment here,. "AAAHHHHHHHH......."

Oddly Endearing:

You wanted it to be just right.

I liked it all 3 ways. I have a vague remembrance of doe legs on woman. The passage is both horrifying and lovely. Stop apologizing to your diary - you love it.

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Re: All You Get:
[info]robcallahan
2007-08-08 11:18 pm UTC (link)
It's actually much quicker and easier than you make it look. I honed my return/delete/CTRL-X/C/V skills to a razor fine edge back in the early nineties, when online multiplayer gaming was accomplished solely by sending text for the other players to read.

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Re: All You Get:
[info]pjvj
2007-08-09 01:42 am UTC (link)
Yer sayins youse gotz skillz??

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Re: All You Get:
[info]robcallahan
2007-08-10 07:50 am UTC (link)
And mad ones at that.

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